You know it's going to be a special sort of day when, upon exiting one's vehicle, a Japanese beetle flies into one's hair and stays until one finds it an hour later at one's desk.
I can hear it trying to crawl out of the trash can scratch, scratch, scratch.
How did it not strangle to death on my nappy hair?
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ugh, I hate Japanese beetles! The day Liz and I visited IWU, about two minutes before we were going to get our student ID photos, I found a ladybug in my hair, really in there.
I think I might have done a little dance while trying to get it out, I also rather dislike ladybugs--nice as they are supposed to be.
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